Blackout
By SilverTurtle
Rating: M
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This is not normal, Bailey thought as Jessica's hands slid into her blouse. This is not how friends comfort one another. This is just—extremely hot. She got sidetracked by those hands, touching—well, everywhere. Jessica was not being shy, at all, now that a distraction from her fears had been offered.
It had all started quite innocently, really.
They had met several days ago, at Zack's graduation from community college party, and had quickly become friends. All three of them, for Jessica was rarely without her twin sister Janice at her side. Since it was summer they had decided to stay in Boston for a couple of weeks after the party, extending the celebrations, naturally they chose to stay at the Tipton.
Mr. Moseby had been happy to have so many paying customers in a usually slow part of his season, for several of Zack's friends had chosen to extend the party and chosen the Tipton for accommodation. Though he wasn't so happy with having the twin banes of his existence and their friends mucking up his lobby, but was willing to tolerate it as long as nothing and no one was broken.
Bailey and the Ellis twins had spent most of these last few days running about Boston, shopping and taking in tourist attractions, and lounging by the Tipton pool. Their friendship had grown quickly, the twins easily welcoming Bailey into their lives. And Bailey was glad because she didn't have many female friends aside from her sisters and her roommate back at her college, so she was pleased to have made two new friends.
They had been nearly joined at the hip for days, only separating to freshen up for a night out on the town with the boys. In fact, she was in the elevator headed to the lobby to meet them.
The elevator stopped at the 20th floor and the doors opened to reveal Jessica waiting to board.
"Hey, Jess!" Bailey greeted her enthusiastically, "Where's Janice?"
"Hello, Bailey," Jessica replied voice full of amusement and excitement, "Janice is upstairs collecting Zack and Cody. Oh, this is exciting!"
At Bailey's quizzical look Jessica explained, "This is the first time I've been in a lift without her."
"Really?" Bailey could hardly believe that, surely the twins must separate sometimes. They're twenty years old, they couldn't possibly be together that much, what about privacy?
"Really really. This is practically the only place we come that has a lift, and we've been doing everything together since we got here. This is the first we've been separated. I'm actually quite nervous."
Bailey smiled reassuringly at the smaller blonde, "Don't be. It's perfectly safe. And even if Janice isn't here, I am. So you've got nothing to worry about."
Janice smiled back and nodded, "You're right." She entered the elevator and the doors closed behind her. She set herself up against the rail closest to the buttons, both hands grasping the metal bar and beginning a breathing pattern that Bailey recognized as part of yoga exercises.
Bailey, leaning casually against the back wall and watching the numbers slowly descending, thought Jessica's fear a little silly.
Right up until the elevator stopped moving with a jerk and the lights went out.
She heard a quiet whimper from Jessica, then her elevated breathing.
"Jess?" Bailey asked lowly, "Jessica, are you okay?" She began feeling her way over to Jessica, one hand sliding along the rail as she moved cautiously over to the other girl.
It seemed to take hours for her to cross the small distance, but it was only a few short moments prolonged in the darkness. The hand Bailey had kept on the handrail finally met Jessica's, tightly gripping the bar in a way that surely must hurt.
Bailey ran her hand gently up Jessica's forearm, bicep, until meeting her shoulder where she rubbed soothingly hoping to calm the quickly breathing girl. "Jess, it's okay. I'm going to see if we can get this thing moving again, okay?"
Jessica made a sound Bailey took for an affirmative, so she removed her hand ignoring the plaintive noise Jessica made, and began rooting in her bag trying to find her cell phone by feel.
When she had it in her hand she pressed a button and the small LED screen lit the space between the two girls brightly. Bailey looked up from her screen to Jessica's wide-eyed tight-lipped obviously frightened face. She tried another reassuring smile, but knew it was weak. She didn't like being stuck in this suspended metal death trap anymore than Jessica did. However, having the light did seem to have a calming effect on the small blonde and her breathing took on a more relaxed pattern.
Bailey turned to the elevator controls, pressing the call button and panic button to no effect. She checked for a tone on the emergency phone, and got nothing. She frowned.
"What's the matter?" Jessica asked, voice small, over her shoulder.
"It doesn't seem any of the buttons are working. And neither are the emergency lights." She replied thoughtfully as she peered at the spaces she knew there were emergency lights. An idea struck her and she looked at her phone, "No signal. But that means there's no power getting to the cell towers…a blackout? But emergency power should have gotten us to the next floor, at least…"
Jessica sucked in a hard breath, drawing Bailey's immediate attention. "Jess?"
"We're trapped in here," Jessica began, words spilling fast from her lips, "We're stuck and we're going to die when it falls."
"Hey now," Bailey stopped that train of thought before it could pick up steam, "It's not gonna fall. The cables holding this baby up are stronger than you think, and there's more than one of 'em. Elevators are really safe."
"Really?" Jessica asked, hope in her voice.
"Sure are," Bailey smiled gently at her scared friend, "Listen up. This baby," Bailey patted the wall of the elevator by Jessica's shoulder, "Is held up by at least six cables, but more probably eight given the safety rating of the hotel. Each of those cables is capable of holding the full load of the elevator plus twenty five percent more weight on its own. So even if one were to break, the others would easily hold us up."
Jessica seemed to be listening, so Bailey continued, "In addition to those cables there are brake shoes on this, which I think is what stopped us in the first place, and they clamp down on the vertical shafts and stop us safely. So, see, there's no need to worry about falling."
"No, now I just have to worry about being in here until the air runs out."
Bailey waved that away, "Nonsense. Elevators aren't airtight."
"Oh. Good." Jessica swallowed. "Okay. I'll be okay."
"Good," Bailey said, staying near to Jessica, just in case.
"Unless the light goes out."
"What?"
"I'm afraid of the dark." Jessica confessed in a tiny whisper, "I have been since I was little. I don't know what it is—I just, anything can happen in the dark." The subdued horror in Jessica's voice was enough to convince Bailey that should they lose the light things would go very wrong very quickly. She didn't know how Jessica would react, but she had no desire to find out.
Bailey looked down at her phone, checking the power, and finding it full. "Well, my battery is full. But you should check yours, too."
Jessica shook her head, "Janice has it. We share one and it's her turn to carry it today."
They fell silent. Bailey turned and leaned against the wall beside Jessica, her phone held outstretched to cast its light.
Jessica broke the silence after a long moment, "You said emergency power should have gotten us to the next floor. Why didn't it?"
"I don't know," Bailey reluctantly admitted, "The emergency power is a safety feature on modern elevators. It should work even during a power outage. The only thing I can think of it that the person servicing the elevator forgot to check it…or Arwin messed it up somehow."
That wasn't a pleasant thought for either of them. If Arwin did mess it up there's no telling what else he could have damaged in the process, Bailey thought worriedly of the brake shoes and cables she had told Jessica about.
"Oh. Arwin does things like that sometimes," Jessica said softly, "He doesn't mean to."
"I know."
Suddenly Jessica pushed off the wall and began pacing in the small space available.
"Jess, what are you doing?" Bailey felt fairly certain that a person afraid of falling elevators shouldn't be pacing around in one.
"It's just—I don't know. We're trapped. I feel like a zoo animal."
Bailey could relate. She was beginning to feel the tightness of claustrophobia in her chest and Jessica pacing like a caged tiger wasn't helping that feeling. "Except no one's watching you," she pointed out.
Without stopping Jessica replied, "You are."
And because it was true Bailey had to concede the point. Still, she didn't think Jessica pacing was going to help anything so she said, "You're making me dizzy."
Jessica paused a moment to look at Bailey, who in fact didn't look very well, but she had to do something to stop herself thinking about their situation so she resumed at a slightly slower pace. "I have to do something. I'll go crazy otherwise."
"I just don't think that pacing around is the best idea." Bailey tried again.
Jessica didn't stop.
Bailey pushed off the wall, setting herself in Jessica's path and catching her around the waist.
"Let me go," Jessica demanded her voice eerily soft.
"No," Bailey said to the back of Jessica's head, "you'll just start pacing again."
"So what?" Jessica struggled in Bailey's hold, twisting around trying to get free. "Let go!" Bailey was used to squirming animals a lot more unwieldy than Jessica so keeping her grip was a simple thing. At least it was until Jessica turned to face Bailey and in her panic managed to shove herself away from the farm girl.
Jessica slipped out of her arms to fall backwards onto the floor and propelled Bailey into the side of the elevator and made her drop her cell phone. The phone fell to the floor and with a terrible cracking broke into pieces, plunging the girls into darkness once more.
"Oh," Bailey heard Jessica whimper from her spot on the floor. "Oh no, Bailey, I'm sorry. I-I just—I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Bailey moved to where she'd last seen Jessica and managed to pull the girl to her feet by the hand, "It's okay. It doesn't matter. I can get another. Are you alright?" Bailey was regretting her ill thought actions which had led to this. She should have known better than to try and restrain the panicking girl.
Bailey could feel Jessica shaking, "Hey," she said gently, "don't fret, it'll be fine." She reached out into the pitch black with her free hand and rubbed what felt like it could be Jessica's arm.
Except that from the surprised gasp Jessica drew in it couldn't be her arm Bailey was caressing.
Blushing hotly at realizing she'd inadvertently felt her friend up, Bailey apologized and tried to remove her hand only to have Jessica's hand cover her own and hold it in place.
"Jess? What are you-"
Jessica's lips had somehow unerringly found Bailey's and effectively silenced her. Bailey went still, unsure of what she should do. When Jessica pulled away Bailey had no idea what to do. Jessica's hand still held hers in place. She could feel the blonde's heartbeat racing.
"You don't want me to pace. I need something to distract me, Bailey," Jessica's voice was soft, but there was a note of need in it that Bailey could not ignore. "Please," the smaller girl whispered against Bailey's lips.
The tone of Jessica's voice sent a shiver all through Bailey. She couldn't ignore her friend's need, couldn't let her sit afraid here in the dark, couldn't let her focus on her fears, not after she'd almost had a panic attack already. Bailey closed her eyes, they were useless anyway. She took in a breath around their lips then leaned down to close the distance and kiss Jessica. It didn't take long at all to escalate into something more lustful than Bailey was really prepared for, tongues meeting and twining together, hands exploring soft bodies in the dark.
This is not normal, Bailey thought, but damn it feels good.
Jessica had backed Bailey up against the wall, pressing their bodies together, her hands caressing silky skin beneath cloth coverings. Their kiss continued, Bailey allowing Jessica to have control. Bailey slowly sank to the floor, pulling Jessica down with her. As soon as she'd settled her hands moved to Jessica's blouse, popping open the buttons one by one until it was pulled open. She let her fingers dance across the smooth expanse of Jessica's slender torso, teasing and touching until Jessica pulled back with a gasp.
Bailey took advantage of that movement to drag her lips across Jessica's jaw and down her neck to her collarbone, she felt Jessica's hands remove themselves from her shirt to settle on her shoulders tugging her closer. She dipped her mouth lower, exploring Jessica's chest, lips leaving kisses on heated skin. She kissed lower, teeth and tongue coming out to play on the tops of Jessica's breasts and in the dip of her cleavage, stopped only by the bra still hiding the soft flesh and hardened nipples. Jessica didn't let the bra impede Bailey's progress for long, reaching between them to release the clip keeping it closed and pulling Bailey's mouth back to her body, offering herself to Bailey's ministrations. Bailey took the hint and let her fingers, lips and tongue map the rest of Jessica's breasts, closing around one stiff peak with her mouth sucking and flicking with her tongue while her fingers pinched and kneaded the other until she felt Jessica press her hips down, then she switched to the other breast and gave it the same treatment, enjoying the effect she was having on the woman in her lap.
She listened to Jessica moan softly, feeling the sound reverberate from Jessica's chest into her mouth, she hummed contently and continued. "Bailey," she heard Jessica murmur, "Bailey." Jessica's hips were moving in a steady rhythm, pressing as close to Bailey as she was able, searching for friction. She grabbed at one of Bailey's wrists moving the hand to where she needed it most.
Jessica groaned aloud when Bailey cupped her through her panties, the heat from her hand adding to that already built between her legs. "Touch me," she whispered, "Please touch me, Bailey."
Bailey had never been begged before but the words raised goose bumps along her arms it turned her on so much, more than she thought it would. She didn't need to be asked twice. Her hand first bunched Jessica's skirt around her hips, then pressed up between Jessica's legs making solid contact with her mound and providing friction. She teased Jessica through the fabric of her panties, fingers pressing and rubbing but giving no real relief; she listened to Jessica's every sound, judging what she liked best by sound and the motion of her hips. Her other hand remained busily occupied by Jessica's breasts. Her mouth splitting time between breasts, neck, and lips.
"Oh," Jessica panted, "Bailey, I need-"
Bailey let her get no farther. Her fingers brushed panties to one side and slipped through slick folds into Jessica's wanting sex. She moaned at the feel of Jessica's inner walls hot and slippery around her fingers, the sound encouraging the movements of Jessica's rocking hips.
"Yes," Jessica hissed, her hands clutching the fabric of Bailey's shirt in tight fists, "Like that, Bailey. Yes. Faster. Please. Oh."
Bailey obliged, her fingers pumping inside faster and deeper. Her mouth attached itself to Jessica's pulse point, sucking and nipping. She pulled Jessica closer with her free hand, sliding it around Jessica's back and holding her tight while her other hand continued to slide in and out in a gradually increasing rhythm. Faster and deeper she pressed. Her thumb moved in circles around Jessica's clit, occasionally rubbing it firmly and drawing deep groans.
Bailey kissed her way up Jessica's neck to her ear, briefly sucking on the lobe, and spoke softly, "You're so close, Jess. Just a little more," she whispered heatedly.
"Bailey," Jessica moaned out. She felt Jessica toss her head, "Yes, yes, yes yes yes," the words tumbling out in tandem with Jessica's rolling hips, "Just—a little-yes! Ah!" Jessica's body went taught, arching up and holding for several long breathless moments, then she shuddered and curled into Bailey her head dropping onto the farm girl's shoulder, hips gently moving in aftershocks, and she panted trying to catch her breath.
Bailey kept her fingers moving, gently rubbing inside, shallow and slow until she pulled them out completely. She tentatively brought those fingers to her lips curious about the taste, humming in approval when she found the flavor to her liking and cleaning them.
"Bailey," Jessica lifted her head from Bailey's shoulder. "I don't think I'm afraid of the dark, anymore."
"No?"
"No," Jessica confirmed softly. "Anything can happen in the dark," she whispered softly, "including this."
"Hmm?"
She felt Jessica's hand come up to cup her cheek, then lips were on hers. This kiss was leisurely and deep, intimate.
When Jessica ended the kiss Bailey was reluctant to let go and stole several smaller kisses before settling back, her head thumping the side of the elevator. Jessica put her head back on Bailey's shoulder and the two rested, contently listening to each other's breathing and enjoying being pressed so closely together.
Bailey felt the moment Jessica fell asleep, noticing the evening of her breaths. She smiled in the dark and rubbed Jessica's back in soothing patterns, happy to let her rest.
She was nearly asleep herself when she felt movement. It wasn't from her new lover. It was the elevator!
Her eyes popped open. The lights nearly blinded her. The power was back! And they were definitely moving. Suddenly they stopped, the elevator making a soft ding.
Bailey realized what that meant and lunged for the control panel, slamming the stop button and dumping Jessica onto the floor. Jessica grunted as she landed, awakened in a most unpleasant fashion.
While Jessica lay sprawled on the floor Bailey was struck dumb by the image she presented. Jessica made for quite the sight with her blouse and bra open, hanging off her shoulders, her breasts and belly laid bare to Bailey's hungry gaze. Her skirt was bunched up around her hips panties pushed to one side, long tan legs open just enough to expose her sex to Bailey's gawking stare. She could clearly see the hickeys she'd made on Jessica's neck and chest. I did that to her, I made her look that way, she thought with no little amount of pride. Bailey's knees went weak when lust washed hot through her, pooling between her thighs. I have never seen anything so sexy.
Jessica's voice broke into her reverie, "Bailey! What-"
"The power's back. Didn't think you'd want the whole lobby to see you—like this." Bailey made a vague gesture with her hand indicating Jessica's dishevelment. Bailey didn't want anybody else to see Jessica like that either, that sight was for her alone.
"Oh," Jessica looked down and took in her appearance, fingers gently brushing the marks Bailey had left on her chest. She licked her lips remembering how skillfully Bailey had touched her. She stood and fixed her appearance, in moments she looked completely normal except for the hickey on her neck, then she reached over and fixed Bailey's shirt by tugging it straight.
Bailey's free hand combed gently through Jessica's hair, pulling her close and claiming a sensual kiss which Jessica leaned into arms sliding around Bailey in a soft embrace.
When the kiss ended Bailey removed her hand from the button and allowed the doors to open on the Tipton lobby, where Jessica was immediately swept up by her very relieved twin.
They didn't get to speak with one another before Mr. Moseby sent them all off to bed.
But late that night, Jessica went to Bailey's room and showed her what she could do in the dark.
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THE END
Notes on the Pairing: Bailey Pickett is a main character of the cast of Suite Life On Deck. She is a farm girl from Kettle Corn, Kansas and is a friend to Zack and girlfriend to Cody. She is played by Debby Ryan. Jessica is one of a set of identical twins girls that appeared for seven episodes in The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. She is played by Becky Rosso.